Translator: Pika
Zu An was stunned at first, but snapped to alertness when the hand touched his shoulder.
One hand was on his shoulder, pulling him into the garden, while the other hand wrapped around his neck. If this person wanted him dead, he would be dead for sure.
Ordinarily, a cultivator would not be able to put up a fight if their shoulder pressure point was restrained. However, how could a cheat like him be compared to an ordinary cultivator?
He immediat..
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